A Hare Friend Painting and the occasional deer stopping

and the occasional deer stopping in for a drink

Her hands were full of summer’s gold—

and one’s just here for the snacks

every lake needs one slightly rebellious little red boat… just to keep things interesting

as hares must do

A Hare Friend Painting and the occasional deer stoppingOil on canvas 76cm x 76cm She wandered where the wild dreams roam, Through fresh farm air and honey homes Her hands were full of summers gold Plums and peaches, ripe and bold. Beneath a tree with branches wide, She nestled in the shade beside, A hare with eyes of autumn hue, Soft and watchful, wise and true. She broke her fruit, a gift so small, Yet in his world, it meant it all. A moment passedno fear, no flight, Two hearts at peace in golden light.